Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1887-09-15

turn up b noses at the country
folk, and took their wives from
abroad. Gossip left the rosin and
cotton, and took to the march. But
it was admiring, and not offensivu.
The wedding came off and was a
great affair. Miss Elton was first
bridesmaid, and the gentleman she
married afterward, a Mr.. Leaning.
ton, was Foijambe's best man. There
was a reception at the house--the
young people took no tour, but re-
manned at Foliambe Place-and I, OF
the few Brantford folk invited. was
there. So was David Peabody, OF
course. He was got up in a suit OF
fine broadcloth, and his shoes
shone like a %japanned waiter.
Every one knew this raiment Game
from the bridegroom. o, of coursel
There were a number OF costly
and elegant presents displayed. But
these came, with the exception Of an
odd-looking Japanese cabinet, given
by the Widow Peabody, from the
Foljambe friends and connections.
Uncle David examined them.
BETTY" he said, loud enough to at
tract attention, "the Peabodys don't
seem to shine in the way OF making
gifts to the bride. Your Uncle David
II have to put in his mite" Then he
drew a bulky package from his capar
cious breast pocket, which it fitted so
tightly that he withdrew it with diff.
ficulty.
80, thank you, Uncle David" said
the bride. "Anything from you"
"Open it, child"
The newly-made Mrs. Foliambe un.
did the cord and removed the wrap.
ping. 1t was a Russia leather COW
on it. When she opened it, shegave a
cry of delight.
"Thev are old mine stones,'' said
Uncle David, quietly. Don't dror
I'll at scrap OF paper. | don't want
you to be running to your husband
for pocket money. and you'd had bet.
ter invest the amount of that cheque
for yourself as he advises you.'
This was a surprise. Few had seer
such a set-a necklace, bracelets, ear.
rings and pin. made up of the finest
brilliants, some o. TEEN quite large.
They must have cost enormously
Wheredid Uncle David get the money!
found out before any one else.
was down in New York to purchase
tea, and Carlton, OF the iobbing firm
with which / did business, said to me.
"David Peabody is rusticating at
Brantford, amt he?"
"Old Uncle David?" Isaid. Eyes,
he is a sort OF hanger-on to his sister.
in-law. She feeds him, / fancy.
"Feeds him! What do you meant
David Peabody could feed 9, dozen
sister-in-laws, and not feel it."
"Well," l said, 81 recently began to
suspect he was rather well-of."
"Rather welloffW exclaimed Carl.
ton. ''That's the best joke out. Da.
vid Peabody well.offl Is it possible
you don't know how rich he isl But
he hardly knows himself. lie has
been for over eighteen years the prin.
cipal stockholder in the great
Mexican mine. 1t is an Eng.
llsh company, ami he is the only
American in it. But he owns two,
thirds OF it. Why it is ono of the
most successful mines in the country.
Well off! Why, he is away up in the
millions, and it keeps pouring in"
10f course this was too GOOD to keep.
Brantford had the benefit OF it, and.
except an occasional dash at the rosin
and cotton, David's great wealth was
the subject for discussion and com.
ment.
The civil war come and was goins
on, and Foljambe and his folliss faded
before it. At last in 1862, Fol'am5e's
cotton began to be moved. Ii
had risen in price exceedingly, and
Brantford found that there had beer
method in the madness. But the
rosin, though it had risen too, re
manned undisturbed. At length, ]
think it was in August, 1868, three
hundred barrels Of the rosin were
shipped to Boston. The next day
one hundred and fifty went to Phil.
adelphia. aud a hundred To Balti
more. The next day three hundred
were sent to New York. Andsoit con.
tinued to move, sometimes in smaller,
sometimes in larger quantities, until
by the latter part OF November, every
barrel was gone. took up the price
current and ran over the file for the
quotations on navel stores. TO my
surprise the price had varisd from
August to November. from twenty.
five to forty.four dollars per barrel.
And then it went down below the first
figure. Foliambe had stocked the
market.
There was little talk about Fol.
jambe's follies after that in Brant,
lord. On the contrary, the Brantford
people admired the shrewdness oil
"Fool JIM" and that name dropped.
Well they might admire him. He and
Uncle David between them have built
up the place, which has doubled IN
population and is thriving in every
way. As for Foljambe himself, he is
very quiet for q man so Immensely
rich. Beyond ayear's visit to Europe.
and two or three months travel every
year to some part OF the country,
he stays principally on the Foljambe
place, where he has enlarged
the old mansion and devotes
himself to his fanfAy. Rebecca
Foliambe is as handsome | think as
ever, though more plump than she
used to be. They appear to be as
fond &C each other as ever, and / dare
say they are.
One day, when he dropped into the
shop, | happened to say something
complimentary to his foresight. He
laughed.
"Cofey," he said, "most of my sue.
cesses were unexpected. ! had, it is
true, a~suspicion amounting almost to
a certainty that there was a bed o.
Iron ore on the Peabody farm, but ]
bought it to give the widow a lift, for
Nathan Peabody had petted me
when a boy, and was always ready,
poor fellow, to leave his farm work
to join me in hunting, or fishing, Oh
nutting, or anything else. The fact
that / was almost certain, however,
made me divide the profits with the
widow as a matter OF equity. ]
never suspected Uncle David's
wealth; but the cotton and
rosin purchase was a matter o.
calculation, particularly the rosin.
1t was then a drug in the market. 1t
had accumulated in large hills wher.
ever they made turpentine. 1t could
be had almost for the taking away.
knew that war would come, but
never dreamed that rosin would 60
beyond five or six dollars. ] built
tne Sl6uS dt DIdiltloEu, ueSducS Indt
was cheaper than storing in New
York, and that's all the foresight
had"
"You must have made a good thing
out of il, anyhow" l rejoined. at is
not my business how much and
don't ask, but you must nave Melted
a good round sum-"
30, l don't mind telling YOU" he
said, al have figured it up. On the
cotton and rosin together, l Melted
just three millions, even thousand
and ten dollars. But am not sc
rich as David Peabody, by some mill.